Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Chapter 394 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [70]

The hall remained deathly silent for a long time.

A fleeting glint of murderous intent flashed in Yuejia's eyes, but a moment later, as if exhausted and in great pain, he lowered his head, concealing his terrifying red eyes, and his figure appeared as harmless and fragile as ever.

The astonishing scene just now seemed to be merely an illusion created by the demon servant.

She hesitated for a moment, then mustered her courage and stepped forward, her voice trembling, "Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Yuejia pursed her lips, sensing her approach, and said in a low and strained voice, "I accidentally tripped and fell, but it's nothing serious."

"You don't need to come over, just leave."

“But…” The demon servant hesitated for a moment, but still obediently stopped.

She knew the Demon Queen was unwilling to be close to anyone, but seeing that his body was still trembling, she couldn't help but ask worriedly, "How about I go and summon the demon physician to treat you? If anything happens to Your Highness, His Majesty will certainly not forgive us."

"No need, get out!" Yuejia's tone suddenly turned cold.

His unpredictable temperament was well known to all the demon servants guarding the Demon Emperor's Palace.

Seeing his attitude, the demon servant ultimately dared not disobey and could only leave, looking back every few steps.

Once the gates of the Demon Emperor's Palace were closed, Yuejia braced herself with her hands and stood up shakily.

He staggered toward the bed. As the pain swept over him, he instinctively tried to support himself. In the past, Jiang Xiyu would always reach out to support him or stay by his side at this time. But now, all Yuejia's hand touched was ice-cold.

He felt the evil thoughts he had absorbed into his body beginning to become disordered, affecting his consciousness as well.

Before collapsing, he returned to his bed.

Only when the cold moonlight shone into the palace and pierced through the gauze curtains could a figure be vaguely discerned.

Yuejia half-opened her eyes and stared intently at that spot for a long time before realizing it was just her hallucination.

The fleeting illusion caused the pain in his heart to be gently brushed away by the swaying gauze curtains. Gradually, the burning sensation seemed to be wiped away by the cool moonlight, becoming tranquil and subtle.

Yuejia was taken aback by this unfamiliar feeling, which was uncharacteristic of hers.

He remained silent for a long time, then suddenly seemed to realize something. A slow smile appeared on his lips, followed by a low laugh, which then turned into a cough.

He forgot that if he could suffer such pain, Shiga would certainly suffer as well, and that after the matter of Qicheng was resolved, Shiga would also suffer the backlash of his merits.

That will be the time when the Demon Emperor will be put to good use.

All he had to do was wait for him to come back.

So that indescribable hallucination he just experienced was truly because he was in excruciating pain.

Yuejia gritted her teeth, got up, and began to circulate her internal energy.

The pain in his body had receded like the tide, but when he tried to circulate his energy, Yuejia found that he could only condense half of his magical power in his palm. Although he hadn't lost it all, the merits that Jiang Xiyu had given him had been completely resisted. What was even stranger was that the magic array that Shijia had hidden in the Demon Emperor's Palace seemed to have really disappeared this time.

Why did it disappear?

This golden lotus magic array was formed from his magical power, and Yuejia believed that Shiga would absolutely not dismantle it until he captured her, unless…

Yuejia narrowed her red eyes, and some incredible guesses emerged in her mind.

The magic circle would only disappear if Shiga paid some unknown price for the backlash or divine punishment, and this price would cause the magic power maintaining the golden lotus to dissipate.

Perhaps Shiga's body was severely injured like his, or perhaps his magical power was diminished, or something else entirely...

Yuejia took a breath and calmed her thoughts. She originally planned to close her eyes and breathe lightly, but as the night deepened, she still couldn't calm her mind and practice her internal energy.

He suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to cover his chest.

The water curtain over the lotus pond began to fall again. He looked up at the sound, his gaze seemingly falling on the turbulent water or on the white lotuses growing in the pond through the clear water.

As the candlelight flickered, the water curtain was reflected with dappled light and shadow. The white lotus, stirred by the splashing water ripples, seemed to sway gently in the still water, its form indistinct and graceful.

For some reason, Yuejia's heart was now restless and turbulent, like a white lotus.

He could clearly sense that something was wavering.

But in fact, as soon as he blinked, everything in front of him vanished like dust, turning back into his illusion.

The water curtain had not yet descended, and the lotus flowers remained still.

Yuejia subconsciously lowered her eyes and looked at her heart.

It was his heart that was beating...

It was his heart, which only gave rise to greed and desire, a heart that had been completely corrupted by the three thoughts of greed, anger, and ignorance over the long years, that, tonight, so strangely and abruptly, gave rise to other thoughts. The movement in his heart was very subtle, but it was truly trembling.

For a fleeting moment, Yuejia's pupils trembled, as if she had suddenly thought of something.

Hallucinations may be caused by an impure mind, by his own mind being disturbed, yet the sensations do not seem to be caused by his mind being disturbed.

Because he saw the illusions around him every day, his heart was never moved for a moment.

Even though all of this was arranged by the Demon Emperor himself.

But suddenly, when she thought of that person, Yuejia felt the lotus flowers in the pond start to move again.

That indescribable feeling lingered in her heart. Although it was like a snowflake falling, it didn't cause much of a ripple. The traces were faint and shallow, but it was like mist that lingered in the night. For no reason, the figure she had just seen in her hallucination seemed to reappear before Yuejia's eyes.

Why would he think of him at this moment?

Why does he feel like everything around him is moving?

Why……

Yuejia suddenly opened his clothes, and below his collarbone, near his heart, the red lotus mark that had disappeared for thousands of years, the mark that he had hidden since being stripped away by Shijia, now appeared like a flower blooming from his flesh and blood, adorning his heart.

That is... a red lotus mark that only appears when he and Shiga share a synergy.

Yuejia was stunned, her gaze both shocked and fierce, as if she wanted to stare through the mark.

Once he realized what was happening, he immediately closed his eyes, trying to use magic to sever the connection in his mind.

Empathy is like an unbreakable thread; even if it is severed for a moment, it will reconnect and reappear.

This cycle repeated itself, and every time Yuejia opened her eyes, that red lotus would lie across her heart.

He then thought that perhaps it was because of this divine punishment that his magic power was insufficient to suppress this mark.

If this mark is not suppressed, Shiga can sense his presence.

Yuejia was greatly shocked and used more of his magic power to remove the mark. He was determined to sever his connection with Shijia. Even though the burning pain in his heart was aroused again and all his magic power was draining away, Yuejia did not relax for a moment until he collapsed on the bed, exhausted.

The mark that had disappeared for a while reappeared.

Yuejia stared blankly at him, unable to sever his ties.

why?

Why can't it be severed?

Just as Yuejia was gripped by the panic of being discovered, suddenly, a barely perceptible stream of heat slowly emanated from somewhere, like a spring night's rain, silent yet bringing a gentle, nourishing warmth.

The color of the red lotus in the center seemed a bit darker, giving it a scalding sensation.

Yuejia's body stiffened, and his hand, which had been hanging limply on the couch, unconsciously rose up to cover the burning mark on his chest. In that trembling moment, everything suddenly became clear.

His heart was indeed unmoved.

He only experienced these hallucinations because of empathy.

It is so incredible, and so utterly absurd.

Ridiculous, so ridiculous.

It turns out that tonight, the one who truly acted recklessly was not him, who possessed the seven emotions and six desires.

Rather, it is the Buddha, whose heart is like a lotus flower and as bright as the moon…